Those of you playing along at home may be aware that the missus and I are expecting our first child in a few weeks. In preparation for said event, Country Mouse and I attended our inaugural birthing class last night. Its an excellent approach Country Mouse has selected: one approaches labour as if one were training for a marathon instead of an ultimate fighting bout. Very clever I must say, and despite my innate skepticism about everything I was favourably impressed.
There was one slight problem however. During the bit where we were supposed to relax and visualize positive thingies, the teacher instructed us to let go all our "fear, anger, and frustrations".
What? And lose the three motors that compel me to get out of bed in the morning? Are you mad?